Ode to the sun - David Guramishvili

O radiant sun of light,
A soul-inspiring sight.
I Unrivalled king of kings,
Thy praise through ages rings.

Snow Fell On Winter Gardens - Galaktion Tabidze

Snow fell on winter gardens,
a coffin was brought out
and the standards unfolded
caught by the dishevelled breeze.

O Love Divine! - Alexander Chavchavadze

O love! O mighty love! your power enslaves and holds the heart in thrall.
Even monarchs bend their knees to you, and on your shrine prostrating fall.

To Russia (The Overseas Ostrich) - Vladimir Mayakovsky

Here I come,

in feathers of stanzas, meter and rhyme,

an overseas ostrich, in sum,

is what I’m.

Trying, do I, my poor noggin to hide,

to deep under jangling of plumage abide.

The Moon over Mtatsminda - Galaktion Tabidze

My eyes have never seen the moon so lovely as tonight;

In silence wrapt it is the breathless music of the night.

Moonbeams embroider shadows with fine thread of silver light;

O, eyes have never seen the sky so lovely as tonight!

O lovely maid! - Bessiki

O lovely maid, all splendours fade before thy grace!

Soft ringlets deck thy ivory neck and godlike face.

In dreams I kiss thy lips, and bliss my bosom sways.

O radiant eyes, sweet heaven lies beneath your gaze!

Forget me ne'er, O maiden fair of sunlike rays!

Two blackbirds - Bessiki

Two blackbirds sitting in a cage chant melody

With soothing sounds that tremble on the fragrant air

In numbers soft that swell in music sweet and sad,

Filling the bower with love and purest harmony.

Song Of Natela - Akaki Tsereteli

I gently strung my chonguri,

And tuned its chords with softness low,

Till every string rang harmony…

Odela-dela-delao!

I hate you - I love you - Vazha Pshavela

I hate you because, why are you powerless 

with strong arm and weeping face 

and your fate, fate black fate 

why shrouded always in black? 

(Nobody knows) Why I loved Fascist - Eka Kevanishvili

I beg your pardon, but

All was well in the beginning

He looked like a guardian angel

Of mine

Woes Of Georgia - David Guramishvili

The Turks, Ossetians, Lekis, Persians,

Cherkez, Ghlighvis, Didos and Kists

Were ever Georgia's enemies,

Assaulting her with blood-smeared fists.

Dance Lessons (3/4 time) - Diana Anphimiadi

Like an ice-sheet

in the Antarctic

broken, then joined,

go foot to foot

as if finding, or

at least as if searching.

The Birth of Poetry - Titsian Tabidze

1.

Sky and earth

make a bridge on Mt. Elbrus.

New days are like the changing of water - Nene Giorgadze

New days are like the changing of water.
It’s evening and from far away you see
people’s withering ikebana flowers

On the Caprices of Fortune - Shems Almaali Cabus

Why should I blush that Fortune's frown
  Dooms me life's humble paths to tread?
To live unheeded and unknown!
  To sink forgotten to the dead!

Monastery in the Hills (Monk's Song) - Dato Barbakadze

Each morning I fetch water from a hidden spring
and quietly watch the changing clouds.
I do not know if I will see another winter
but I am still happy, surrounded by mountains and green places
where so many mortals—so many weak ones—live.

To All and Everything - Vladimir Mayakovsky

No.
It can’t be.
No!
You too, beloved?
Why? What for?
Darling, look -
I came,
I brought flowers,
but, but... I never took
silver spoons from your drawer!

Berlin. January - Salome Benidze

Step over the grey corpses of angels
shot by this bleak wall
that path will bring you to me:

I got accustomed to being tired - Maia Sarishvili

I got accustomed to being tired.
It’s like having a live wolf on my back
And feeling him there like a simple schoolbag.

A left hand made verse 1 - Kato Javakhishvili

As human creatures do not recognize each other
I think: it’s time for us to stand one after another.
And some time ago, - it was when
I was wrapped in your body as in the wool blanket